Faina walked with Pyotr to the hospital wing. As she walked, she chatted lightly about the second task in a jokey way, to try and lighten her boyf's spirits.

"You know," Faina said idly, "You could always try other ways to find out what the egg means. Like playing Quidditch with it, or listening to it hanging upside down from a tree, or maybe even listening to it underwater!"